Grass

As winter recedes
Spring is ushered in
The snow melts away
And the seeds of grass
Germinate in soil
Sprouts begin to grow
And long stalks of grass
Grow up from the earth

As springtime ages on
The grass grows up high
It grows tall and thick
And they know not of
The grass of last year
Which also grew tall
And the stalks of grass
Marvel at their height

But spring does not last
Springtime is fleeting
And the hot days of
Summer draw up nigh
The tall green stocks brown
Their roots are made weak
By the burning sun
They wither and they die

Then the grass is thrown
Into a hot oven
And burned to ashes
The stocks are laid low
The field is made bare
And Littered with straw
A plain of dead things
Trampled on by beasts

The summertime wanes
Autumn arrives next
Soon the frost comes and
Freezes the hard earth
Making it barren
And no more grass grows
Until the spring comes
Once again the same.